"Do you know how many people you’ve gotten killed over ti? Gu En, you have no right to hate ; I’m the one who has the right to hate you." He Zhilan bit her lip. "Grandpa is gone because of you. Ding Jinshi’s daughter is gone because of you. Even my son, who’s still missing, is because of you! Gu En, the Gu Family raised you for over a decade. It’s you who owes the Gu Family, not the Gu Family who owes you, and certainly not , He Zhilan, who owes you! How dare you repay everyone’s supposed debts to you with revenge and harm?"
Gu En has now lost the ability to speak. When she opens her mouth, all she can produce are horrifically unpleasant sounds.
"This is your retribution, Gu En." He Zhilan released her grip, letting Gu En drop to the ground. She stood up and looked down at Gu En condescendingly. "Your voice was famously good. I rember during the university’s military training when you sang, everyone was entranced; it was truly beautiful. Now, listen to your own voice, words don’t form, sentences don’t connect. You’ve lost even the ability to speak! And look at your face—neither human nor ghost—it matches your heart perfectly! Gu En, you hard so many people. Your voice, a hand, and a foot are all you used to repay. The price you paid is far too light."
Chen Yun walked over to He Zhilan’s side and kicked Gu En as if kicking garbage. "She should get the death penalty, but considering the lives she’s taken, dying ten thousand tis wouldn’t be enough to pay back."
After listening to the four people’s conversation, Chen Yun finally understood why Gu En confessed so readily this ti.
Because falling into the police’s hands is practically a relief for Gu En.
In the hands of those four people, her life was nothing short of a living hell.
During the day, she was forced to hand over money without any dignity, sotis not even getting a al for a whole day. At night, she would beco a tool, being tied up like a dog with a leash. Without hands or feet, not even able to utter a single word, for Gu En, wasn’t that living hell? Wasn’t that life akin to living in hell?
"What should be done with these people?" He Zhilan looked coldly at Gu En beneath Chen Yun’s foot, then asked Chen Yun, pointing at the four n who brought Gu En to the capital.
"Tell C Province to transfer their criminal records to the capital here, and have them charged with trafficking won and children, plus intentional injury and manslaughter, and hand over the charges to the prosecution process." Chen Yun glanced at the four n. "Tell Bian Mufan and his people to give it special attention; give them the heaviest sentencing possible—death penalty over life imprisonnt if possible."
Upon hearing this, the four n started wailing and pleading for rcy for themselves. Annoyed, Chen Yun ordered them to be dragged away imdiately.
"Second Brother." He Zhilan looked at He Da, who hadn’t made a sound, and whispered, "Second Brother, heaven hasn’t turned a blind eye to us. After all these years, it still brought us to them. Your leg didn’t beco useless for nothing. Those who do evil will get their just punishnt."
Only then did He Da move slightly and respond with a sound. Though he didn’t say much, it was apparent that he was very emotional. "Yes, there will always be punishnt."
However, in He Da’s heart, there was a deep sense of guilt. He never imagined that the fire in the He Family was ignited because of him, and thinking of his nephew who is still missing, He Da felt an overwhelming guilt.
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